Inside his poem I found the answer
to my life’s vocational quest.
Of how to find peace
for a heart filled with pain,
how to ease suffering
and heal unhappy memory.
For years I explored these questions,
the journey was a long one,
yet here was one who knew mystery
and what glorious company he kept,
for in that moment,
I solved my innermost puzzle.
Inside his poem I found the truth.
Strange then, to respond
just moments later,
that if death came a-knocking,
as shocking as it sounds,
I would happily leave this mortal coil,
knowing I had found the peace
I had been born to search for.
For in a single moment,
after a twenty year quest,
the shape of my soul changed,
Inside his poem I found the way
out of my inner journey,
a return to connectedness.
To square the alchemist’s circle,
in walking boots that sought out
the peace of wild things.
To fetch me back from below
and start a new journey above,
bringing with me all I learned.
To tell the universe
how I became a poem,
deeply rooted in the natural world.
Copyright © Deborah Gregory 2018
Divinely inspired by a poem of the same title by Wendell Berry
Image is my own, taken at Wastwater Lake, Cumbria, England.